week 3

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Week 3

[Come week 3 of the Champion Excellence Program the high-flying feelings that came with the dodgeball game last week has dissipated, especially after the...everything that was that trial. Satan Mask sure was a thing that happened.

Just like last week, right on the dot at 7 am, the mechanical woman's voice chimes to awaken the remaining champions on Sunday morning. After the initial wake-up call though there's a new message tacked on:]

Congratulations, Champions! By surviving your second trial, you have unlocked the third floor of the ship. A new mini map has been added to your P.I.P.! To access the second floor please stand on the teleporter and select the floor you wish to be teleported to.

[And again the Champions are awakened they have regained one new memory from the ones they've lost. Starting again on Sunday, as well, Jamie and Bolton will be back to their usual office hours in their usual locations.]

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday


[ooc: welcome to week 3, everyone! Check-in has begun and don't forget to submit your memory regains!]

Comments

[curdle]

I asked Bolton of that. He said they have no way of knowing what we remember, nor when, but that in time we shall remember all -- the process used on our minds loses its effect, and the order is but a matter of chance.

Knowing that helps little. I think it makes it worse.

[damnfourthemerald]

...At least that makes more sense than thinking these come in any sort of order. But...

[He loosens his death grip/hug on his art, looking down at the image attempted of Maria. Some of the color has smudged onto the white fur on his chest.]

I remember her every detail, even if I can't reproduce them. And yet, at some point, I'll forget even her. But I'll get that back...I don't know. [He shakes his head.] These memories are confusing. I don't know what they mean. But I forgot myself, or was made to forget. And even before I was here, my memory of her words was twisted by someone else. It's too easy to forget, to remember wrong, to misinterpret your own thoughts and feelings. It's too easy for someone else to tamper. We have to hold on to what we have.

[curdle]

[ What they have... ]

We must.

Shadow... what you said to me before, 'twas that maybe my memories might see a better end. I so hope yours may do that. This is wrong.